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last night in the street collapsed on itself |
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in fact, it broke right in two |
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and i fell in |
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the strawberry vines |
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into a pool of strawberry wine |
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strawberry wine and clouds |
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burning in the desert, surrounded in flowers |
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but the stems broke the armor |
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and the morning comes |
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until its all just the same things again |
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oh god, |
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don't spend too much time on the other side |
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let the daylight in, |
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before you get old and you cant break out of it |
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my old friend, |
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cause its getting winter, and if you want any flowers |
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you gotta get your seeds in to the ground |
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and i worry about you, why? because you want me to |
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can you still have any famous last words |
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if you're somebody nobody knows, |
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i don't know |
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somebody go and ask clair |
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she's been dead twenty years just look at her hair |
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strawberry blonde with curls |
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she gets hair done then she gossips |
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with the younger waitress girls at the bar |
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the old irish rose |
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drinking strawberry wine |
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until it comes out her nose |
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she spent too much time on the other side, |
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she forgot to let the daylight in |
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so before you get old you'd better break out of it |
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my old friend, |
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cause its getting winter and if you want any flowers |
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you gotta get your seeds in to the ground, |
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and i worry about you,why?because you want me to |
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this fella downtown, he jumped off a bridge |
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he was angry about a letter he received from his friend |
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he fell in |
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to the arms of the most beautiful girls |
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that have ever lived in the history of the world |
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and with nothing left to lose he got screwed |
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he sold his apartment before they made him move |
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then he jumped straight in |
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to the san francisco bay |
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now he lives on molly's farm |
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picking berries all day |
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don't spend too much time on the other side |
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let the daylight in |
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marty was a kid when he learned steal boats |
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his dad was a dj on the radio |
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he fell in |
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to a life |
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of riverboat crime |
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now has the man you see in prison |
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if you want strawberry wine |
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strawberry wine and smokes |
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he sent a letter to his friend |
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explaining one night on coke |
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he and clair |
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jumped in to the strawberry vines |
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and lord knows you get lost |
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on that strawberry wine |
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don't spend too much time on the other side, |
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let the daylight in |
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and i'm getting old and i gotta break out of it |
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my old friend, |
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cause its getting winter and if i want any flowers |
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i gotta get those seeds in to the ground, |
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and if you worry about me |
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don't bother |
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why? |
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i'll be fine |
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i'm just sitting here laughing |
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little old me and my strawberry wine |
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strawberry wine |
